"What," came a sharp voice, pitched at a half-bellow, "the hell are you doing?!"
This was a rhetorical question, as Ratchet could see that the obvious answer was 'bleeding all over absolutely everything', but he felt a little better having asked it anyway as he diverts himself from his trajectory to the medibay, such as it was, and swoops down on Rodimus instead. His optics widen when he sees the actual extent of the damage and he reaches out, catching at Rodimus' intact shoulder and his side to support him.
"Back to the meidbay, come on," he says in a tone that brooks no argument. "We need to get those leaks patched now, and I'll make sure that arm is salvageable. After that, you can tell me exactly what happened."
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This was a rhetorical question, as Ratchet could see that the obvious answer was 'bleeding all over absolutely everything', but he felt a little better having asked it anyway as he diverts himself from his trajectory to the medibay, such as it was, and swoops down on Rodimus instead. His optics widen when he sees the actual extent of the damage and he reaches out, catching at Rodimus' intact shoulder and his side to support him.
"Back to the meidbay, come on," he says in a tone that brooks no argument. "We need to get those leaks patched now, and I'll make sure that arm is salvageable. After that, you can tell me exactly what happened."